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High school times were lived with fun and ease
Other peoples opinions I didn’t care to please
Found friends who accepted me for who I was
Wanted to enjoy it, soak it up, it was love
Class became less important, became such a bore
Going to school and listening started to be a chore
Intelligence and ability weren’t the problem at hand
Needed a challenge, motivation, Teachers didn’t understand
Getting taught the same thing, same lesson plan everyday
Made the decision easy, I’ll just go a different way
Basketball I still loved, it had always been my addiction
My new ways were causing trouble, not my smartest transition
Wasn’t making the grades needed to stay on the team
There I stood watching, as it drifted away, my dream
My whole life’s plan, I gave away just like that
Figured quitting was the answer, now I’ll never get it back
Decided on a new plan, a new worthless occupation
I was self employed, getting hired? No complication
Welcome to the party, I’ll be your host for the evening
What ever your pleasure, just ask, it’s for the taking
Which drug do you prefer, I’ll be happy to oblige
Smoke some herb, do some coke, or Lucy in the Sky?
Never was a dealer, just a consumer if you will
Then a new addiction, one special little pill
Just weekend party fun, you know, only here and there
But the feeling it gave me, well nothing else could compare
Soon it was a daily thing, Tuesdays, Wednesdays and such
Next thing I knew, I couldn’t smile with out my crutch
Still to me, all these things didn’t seem a big deal
What happen to that speech, the one about how drugs kill
Friends tried to warn me, things had gone too far
But I couldn’t help by stick my hand, in the evil cookie jar
Harmless fun turned to mayhem, actions with consequences
Tragedy was lurking, hiding behind the fences
Time to get out, but I tell you, it had a good hold
These demons and these urges, was I strong enough to control
Found a way to slow down, hop out the fast lane for a bit
It was a good ride with good times, man what a trip
I really thought I got lucky, no major repercussions
Thought I was out of the path of total self destruction
But hold on tight, this is just the start, of things I’d have to kick
Darkness was upon me, but my eyes were blind, what a trick
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